by Tom Jones
Jason took a step back from his captive fox. Arcades had no indication of fear or panic in his eyes, and Jason was surprised how calm the fox was. “If you get too uncomfortable like that, you can sit regularly if you want,” Jason said to Arcades. Arcades nodded in affirmation as he was still unable to speak. The wolf considered what Arcades had said to him again, and he thought about it. Arcades could tell that Jason was thinking about something, but he remained kneeling while waiting for the wolf to say something. Jason looked directly at the fox and began speaking, “Kurt, I just want to let you know how thankful I am. You’re the only one who had really treated me with such kindness. My brother… he was not always that nice to me. He’s the one who wanted me to work with him. I didn’t really want to do it, but he kinda… forced me to do so.” Arcades let out a muffled noise, but it was unintelligible by Jason.
“Are you trying to say something?” Jason asked. The fox nodded his head, and Jason removed the muzzle from the fox’s face. Once Arcades was able to speak, he said, “Don’t thank me. Thank the Lord.” The wolf’s face expressed a bit of surprise but confusion at the same time, “Kurt, mate. You don’t give yourself enough credit.” Arcades raised an eyebrow, “Who said I deserved credit? All I’m doing is what the Lord commands us to do. My reward is not here on this Earth. I believe we’re still alive for a reason.” The wolf frowned a bit, “Kurt, you’re the reason why I’m still alive. If you didn’t save me, I would have died back in Alaska with Jack.” Arcades shook his head again, “I did not save you. I am creation, not the creator. I am incapable of saving somebody.” Jason rocked Arcades’ shoulder lightly, “Come on mate, you’ve saved me, that vixen from Las Vegas, that Chinese man from Hong Kong, all those anthros in Germany, and…”
Arcades spoke when Jason briefly stopped, “I think rescued should be the term you should use instead. Only Jesus can save a person. All I am is a servant. I’m just here to spread the Word of God to all creatures. Just like God Himself commanded.” Jason still was persistent, “Kurt, I would be dead if it wasn’t for you.” The fox shrugged, “I would not take that as a guarantee. I think you could have gotten out of there alive by yourself. However, you would not have that helicopter come to pick you up, so I dunno. It kinda depends on how many resources they had in that FOB.” The wolf took a step back from his captive, and he looked down at the fox. Arcades was still looking right back at the wolf. Jason considered the fox’s words, and then he spoke again, “I suppose you’re right, mate.”
“God is the only one capable of saving. All I did was rescue you. I’m not saying that I regret doing so. I’m just saying that you should not give me credit for saving you. I am incapable of doing that. If you’re so inclined to do so, you can credit me for rescuing you from that situation if you want to. Seek after God first is what I believe in,” Arcades said in response. Jason watched Arcades’ tail move about, “Yeah. There’s still a lot that I don’t understand, though.” Arcades nodded, “I’ve been reading the Bible for years, and I still do not understand everything. What really helps is to pray for God for help understanding things. That’s how He was able to show me some insight into things that I would have otherwise not considered.” Jason scratched the back of his head, “Hmm.. I guess I’ll try that.”
The fox smiled, “Hey, don’t overthink it. God is supposed to make you feel at peace. When you’re born again, you’re no longer living in sin. You go from being a sinner to a saint. You don’t have to live with guilt of things you’ve done anymore because you can breathe easy knowing that the Blood of Christ has cleansed you of your sins. You choose righteousness over death.” Jason smiled back and nodded, “Sure thing, mate.” Arcades lightly exhaled before shifting his in order to change his position, for he was becoming uncomfortable from kneeling. The rigid cuffs binding the fox’s ankles made it difficult for him to change positions, but he was able to assume a sitting position with his feet straight out in front of him. Jason’s eyes moved to view the fox’s soles.
“Sitting like that for too long gets uncomfortable. You know what I mean?” Arcades said in order to draw the wolf’s attention back to his face. Jason realized that Arcades was asking a question, “Oh, right. Yes.” The fox chuckled, “Haha, my feet can’t look that good can they?” Jason shook his head, “No, I was just -” Arcades interrupted him in mid-sentence, “Ah, don’t worry about that. I’m alright with you if you want to look at my feet.” Jason slowly closed his eyes before opening them again, “Well… Hey, you know what I want to do next?” Arcades replied, “What’s that?” Jason then said, “How about you cuff me up next?” The fox raised his eyebrows again, “You sure about that?” Jason was confused by Arcades’ reply, “Um… What do you mean am I sure?” Arcades answered the question, “Well, you seem to have fun putting me in cuffs. You don’t have to be the next one in line if you don’t want to be.” Jason said, “I want to try it. You look like you’re having fun yourself.” The fox smiled, “Well, I won’t deny that I do enjoy being locked up in handcuffs. However, I’m not sure if you would enjoy it, too.”
“I want to try it out, mate,” The wolf said again. Arcades nodded, “I can do that if you release me.” Jason dug the keyring out from his pocket, “Sure thing, mate.” The wolf started by unlocking the thumbcuffs that bound the fox’s toes together before unlocking the rigid handcuffs that were tightly locked around his ankles. Arcades got to his knees, and he turned around in order to allow Jason to unlock his bound wrists. After Jason finished, Arcades stood up. The fox watched as Jason pocketed the keyring again. Arcades then asked, “Alright, tell me when you’re ready. But a little heads up for you: if you need something, just ask me. Also, be advised that I’m very gentle when it comes to this.” Jason was curious again, “What do you mean by gentle?” Arcades replied, “I’m not going to twist your arms in odd directions. I’m also going to make sure that you are as comfortable as you can be provided being locked in metal restraints.”
The wolf nodded, “Alright. I’ll let you know when I’m ready. Wait, do I need to give this keyring up?” The fox shook his head, “No, you can keep that on you if it makes you feel any better. I won’t mind if you release yourself. I’m also not going to make you assume any positions. That’ll all be your choice to make if you want to do stuff like that.” Jason sat down, and he began removing his boots. Arcades asked out of curiosity, “Hmm? What are you doing?” Jason continued to remove his boots while he answered the fox’s question, “Removing my shoes.” The fox raised an eyebrow, “What’s the reason for that?” Jason looked at the fox, “Doesn’t it make me look more vulnerable?” The fox nodded, “Well, yes it does. But, you don’t have to do that if you don’t want to. I’m not making you.” The wolf smiled at Arcades, “I want to, though.” Arcades shrugged, “Hmm well, I guess that’s your choice.”
After the wolf had finished removing his footwear, he laid himself down on the ground, and he placed his arms behind his head. He also crossed his ankles. Arcades watched Jason, and he was wondering what the wolf was going to do next. The wolf then said, “Alright, I’m ready.” Arcades wondered why Jason chose to start at the position he had assumed, “Any reason why you chose that position to start with? I don’t make people do that, you know.” The wolf lifted up his head to speak, “I just want to start like this.” Arcades shrugged it off, and he went to see what restraints he was going to use. The fox asked, “Do you want chained, hinged, or rigid?” Jason was a bit unfamiliar with the terminology, “What do you mean, mate?” Arcades held one pair of each type of handcuffs in his hand, “How about I ask how much freedom do you want?”
Jason realized what Arcades was trying to ask, “Oh, uhh. Give me something in between.” Arcades placed a few pairs of handcuffs back in the bag, and he kept a pair of hinged Peerless handcuffs instead, “Sure thing.” The fox knelt behind the wolf, and he gently grabbed the wolf’s wrists. The fox slowly guided the wolf’s wrists to behind the wolf’s back. Arcades then opened up the cuffs by pushing the swing-th
rough bow all of the way through, and he gently placed Jason’s wrists in the cuffs. He then put two fingers on top of Jason’s wrists as he tightened them. Arcades stopped tightening the cuffs, and he asked the wolf, “Hey, is this alright with you? Does it feel comfortable enough?” The fox let go of Jason’s wrists, and he waited for him to reply. The wolf then said, “Yeah, this is fine.” The fox smiled, but Jason did not see him do so. Arcades said, “That’s good to hear. Now, do you want your ankles cuffed?” Jason lifted his head up to speak again, “Yeah, that’ll be fine, mate.”
Arcades retrieved a pair of Smith & Wesson shackles that he had previously worn countless times, and he returned to the wolf. The fox remembered one thing he had almost forgotten. He took out his keyring, and he double-locked the hinged handcuffs that were on Jason’s wrists. Arcades then began locking the wolf’s bare ankles in the shackles. Due to their oblong shape, Arcades was able to fit them better around ankles, whether they be his own or another’s ankles. The fox finished tightening the shackles, and he asked again, “Is that fine?” Jason moved his feet around, and he concluded that he was comfortable enough, “Yes. This is fine.” The fox held the wolf’s ankles still while he double-locked the shackles. After the fox finished, he let go of the wolf’s ankles before standing up. Arcades said, “There you go, tell me what you think.”
Jason attempted to stand up on his own, but he was having difficulty doing so. The fox noticed this, and he went to assist Jason in standing up. The wolf thanked the fox when he was able to stand up, “Thanks, mate.” Arcades took a step back away from the wolf, “Alright, so tell me what you think.” Jason took a few steps around, and he tugged on the restraints. After a few moments, the wolf said, “Hmm… I think I like locking up others in these rather than being locked up myself.” Arcades said in response, “Yeah, I prefer being locked up myself over locking up others. You want me to let you out now?” The wolf nodded, “Yeah, can you let me out now?”
“Sure thing,” the fox said as he promptly pulled out his keyring. Arcades pushed the key into the hole of the handcuffs, and he unlocked them by turning the key both ways to unlock both locking mechanisms. He pulled the cuffs aside, and he placed them in his pocket. He then got down on his knees in order to remove the shackles from Jason’s ankles. Arcades had purposely cuffed the wolf’s ankles with the keyholes facing up, so that he would be able to unlock him easier. After the wolf was free, Jason began to put his boots back on. Meanwhile, Arcades was in the process locking himself up with his own shackles. Arcades locked the shackles around his ankles, and he double-locked them once he got them in the position he wanted. The fox did not need to place two hands in the cuffs because he had memorized how tight he had to lock the cuffs to be comfortable for himself. Arcades placed his hands behind his back, and then he locked the hinged handcuffs around his own wrists. He even double locked the restraints without even looking at the cuffs.
Around the same time Arcades had finished restraining himself, Jason had gotten his shoes back on. Jason looked down at the fox, who was now bound in chains yet again. Arcades stood up with minimal effort, and Jason remembered how he had to be helped up. Jason commented, “Bloody hell, mate. It’s like a second skin for you. How much time do you spend in those?” The fox chuckled, “Ha-hah, I never kept count. Probably a while, though. I’ve gotten really used to doing this to myself.” Jason remembered what the fox had previously mentioned, “So, you said you’d rather be the one getting cuffed than cuffing others?” The fox nodded in affirmation, “That’s correct.” Jason nodded as well, “Can I cuff you whenever I want to?” The fox smiled, “Hey, I don’t do this stuff during weekdays, but you can feel free to come by on weekends if you want to lock me up.” Jason returned a smile, “That turned out better than I thought it would.”
“Not sure what you were expecting, but I won’t ask if you don’t want me to,” Arcades said in response. Jason said, “Well, I was not expecting you to just be alright with me locking you up during the weekends.” The fox then said, “Well, you already know I enjoy it. Though, not many people do. I’d rather them not know. I don’t know if they’d understand. More often than not, they don’t understand. It’s part of a reason why I only do it over weekends. We’re not open on weekends either.” Jason nodded, “I understand, mate.” The fox looked around at the restraints that were scattered about the floor. He got down on his knees and picked them up with his hands still bound behind his back. He dropped the restraints in the bag. Jason was astonished with how efficiently Arcades was able to move while restrained, “Damn. You’ve really got that down, now do you, mate?”
Arcades finished dropping the remaining restraints in the bag, and he looked up at the wolf, “You could say that. Sometimes I don’t even realize that I’m restrained.” Jason pointed to Arcades’ wrists, “But, your hands are cuffed behind your back.” Arcades nodded, “Yeah, I know. That doesn’t mean it’s a big inconvenience to me.” Jason looked back at Arcades, and he became increasingly curious. The wolf asked, “So, when was the first time you did this to yourself?” Arcades looked up at the ceiling as he was trying to think. After a few moments, the fox replied, “Gosh, I don’t even remember. It sure has been a while, though. I do remember back when I was pretty young, and I bought myself a cheap pair of handcuffs and shackles. I started getting the more expensive ones after that. Now, I’ve got a bit of a collection.”
Jason looked at the bag in the middle of the room, “Well, I guess that is a collection. Not your regular collection, either.” The fox chuckled again, “Heh, that’s pretty accurate. I’m not sure how many people like to collect tactical restraints.” Jason asked another question, “Do you consider all that to be tactical gear?” Arcades nodded, “I sure do. I only buy the military and police handcuffs.” Jason was curious, “Oh… Why’s that?” Arcades answered the question, “Well, one reason is because the ones made out of leather and stuff are used by people who are into BDSM. I don’t do any of that stuff.” Jason was confused, “What? I thought that’s what you were doing the whole time.” The fox sighed, “I figured you might think that… That’s the reason I don’t really tell people about this. Nobody understands.”
Jason was still confused, “So, what are you doing then?” Arcades waited before continuing, “Well, the difference is that I’m not doing this for sexual reasons. The whole point of BDSM is for sexual gratification, and that’s pretty sinful for that context. This is not sexually gratifying. It is just something I enjoy doing. I would not be doing this with you if it was sexually gratifying for either of us. In fact, I would not be doing it at all at that point, for it would be sin for me to receive sexual gratification from this.” Jason was having trouble understanding, “So, you’re telling me you just like doing this just because?” Arcades nodded, “That’s right. If I was receiving sexual gratification while I was doing this with you, then that would make me a homosexual. That’s a sin, too.” Jason was now standing in silence, and he did not know what to say next.
Jason finally decided to ask, “What do you think about homosexuals?” Arcades replied, “It is a sin, but it is nothing that God cannot fix. All temptations and sinful desires can be overcome by the power of Christ.” Jason’s face turned into a small frown, “And what you’re doing is not sinful?” The fox nodded, “That’s correct. I’m not doing this for sexual reasons. I’m just doing it because I enjoy it, and that’s all.” Jason was now wanting to leave the room. He attempted at conjuring up a reason to leave, “Yeah. I think I should get going now.” Arcades remembered that Jason was still holding the other keyring, “Drop the keyring in the bag before you leave.” The wolf dropped the keyring into the bag, and he did not look at the fox as he exited the room. Arcades watched as the wolf exited, and he was wondering why Jason wanted to suddenly leave.
Jason stood outside of Arcades’ room, and he placed one hand over his face. He thought about some of the words that Arcades had said. However, one quote stuck in the wolf’s mind, ‘I would not be doi
ng this with you if it was sexually gratifying for either of us.’ Jason felt the crotch region of his pants, and he noticed he still had an erection. The wolf thought that Arcades had been aware of this, but Arcades actually did not know, for he was not paying attention to the wolf’s crotch. Jason knew that Arcades would not let him cuff him had he known that the wolf was sexually enjoying the experience. Jason replayed the fox’s voice back again in his mind, ‘I would not be doing this with you if it was sexually gratifying for either of us.’ Jason considered hiding his sexual gratification for the next time, but that only made him feel guilty. Jason would feel bad for taking advantage of the fox’s benefit of the doubt.
Jason then thought about the experience that he had, and he could feel his erection still throbbing in his pants. He groped at his penis, and he closed his eyes as he thought about the fox. Jason could not shake the image of the fox on his knees looking up at him with a muzzle over his mouth. Jason then thought about if Arcades actually knew that he was aroused during the whole event. The wolf thought that Arcades would have surely been suspicious due to the way that he made Arcades kneel in front of him. As the wolf thought about the fox again, his own lust caused him to grope at his erection again.
The fact that Arcades was unaware of the wolf’s arousal only made Jason even more aroused. He then thought about how long he would be able to take advantage of the benefit of the doubt. Jason began fantasizing about the fox, and he was wondering how he could use his lust filled mind to trick Arcades. He tugged on his erection again, and this led to make him think about when he would be able to masturbate to his lust filled fantasies involving Saint Arcades. Desperate for pleasure, the wolf closed his eyes, and he began to reach into his pants.
